The Headmaster returned with a few guests to the recieving hall in the main administration building of the school.

"Can I get anyone anything?"

"That's easy enough."

His aide produces another bottle of blue liquid

"That should set you right and I will have our Priestess of Corellon Larethian look at you is she strolls by."

"The side effects of the potions should be wearing off soon."

((Bah. I should have checked in earlier today.))

After Icer had escaped him, he had stood there, dazed... Wondering what was going on and just generally dazed. He arrived on the scene barely too late, and he returned to the school with his head down, without a word. And he was as such even now.

"Healing is one of Corellon's traits.. so is Magic... and War.... actually"

Her voice trailed away. She couldn't help but add that to the partial repitore Bri had introduced her god with. Wether anyone was interested or not, she really didn't care. Her gaze, though, was busy looking over the elf, trying to ascertain Dimitri's wounds so that when he agreed to let her, the healing could be swiftly and completely done.

"Damn!"
Is about all she could say before Dimitri fell to the floor. Sha'uri caught him, easing him to the floor. There were no words spoken, just an intent gaze with a sapphire flame in her eyes. Her hands ripped the clothes to reveal the wound and then gently her fingers moved over while psionic healing began to close the wounds and stop the bleeding. Only after a moment did she begin a prayer of full healing, reciting the chant until a blue light glowed from her hand and eased warm healing energy to the wounds.

"Sha'uri move!"

His aide immediately hands him a red vial which he force feeds to Dimitri. Hopefully, this would suppress the drconic powers as it did in Icer.

His body began to Reject the potion as he began to change forms. In a flash Briarus was flown backwards and hthe green dragon stood above everyone and fell to the ground weakly.

An eyeridge arched as she looked toward Tera upon the queen's entrance, still simply laying there.

It's alright Tera, I'm fine now, and Briarius is going to see what he can do for us.

First shocked that her hands were thrown away, she still didn't hesitate to duck as Bri was flung from Dimitri's now changed form and cast the quickened spell of Feather Fall upon Bri to ease his landing. It was a good thing she had exceptionally quick reflexes and was able to reach up and touch his hand before he had sailed completely out of her reach. She looked back to Demitri.

"Well, there's gratitude for you."

She stood swiftly and moved to the, once again, fallen Demitri with the briefest of glances, though a potent glance, towards the lastest arrival bearing swords and protective magics and spewing some threat about someone better not attack her or else.... or something like that is what Sha'uri caught. The look Sha'uri gave that way clearly, without words, could've warned Des not to do the same to others in this place. Sha'uri didn't recognize the Queen. She also didn't know what had transpired prior to her own arrival upon this scene.

She looked down at Dimitri, not with anger but with more concern then anything. There was no fear in her, either. Her voice was calm and soothing.

"If I were to do that, I'd rip the house apart with my size. Now, please calm down and let me heal you? No one is going to hurt you. No one is going to hurt anyone."

An errent strand of hair fell from her brow into her eyes, she blew up at it only to have it fall back in front of her eyes again. Soot from the forge was smeared along her brow and down along her cheek, as if she had swiped a grubby hand across to clear it of sweat at some point in time. Her left hand was covered in soot as she slowly held it out to him, though she was ready to react should he attempt to attack ... her or anyone else.

"Come on, play nice...."

Dimitri looks around and grabs Shauri's wrist "Dont..." his eyes close weakly and he looks around the building seeing tera and Icer he frowned.

Sha'uri probably would have laughed at the Queen's reaction to her reaction of her majesty's entrance ... it really was comical, but the chaos running rampant in the room stole the humor of it all.

The implications being gleaned from the last few moments where, to say the least, alarming with all this talk of poison and tainted healing and ... and Bri's use of magic nearly choked her sense of reason... never mind he kept force feeding stuff down people's throats.... he used magick! ThAt in itself was a feat ... it was just too much to think about. Her thoughts flew in all directions and the anger began to rise. The last thing anyone needed, was for this dragon to let herself go into a rage.

As she knelt down by Dimitri's side, the draconic words of a time stop spell flowed swiftly from her lips, and that is what it did. From her prospective, everyone in the room came to a frozen stop except her. She was the only one to be effected by it .In truth, she was sped up so fast that her movements and words were impossible to comprehend and as if she hadn't moved at all. The time would not be wasted.

She quickly contacted her deity, asking how this might all be resolved, asking for his aide. His only answer was the rapid playback of the trial to infuse it into her memory as of she had been there to witness it herself. This answered many questions, and yet it caused many more. Though what a heart shaped charm on that bottle had to do with what Bri seemed to use it for, remained beyond her to see ... unless ... this was no time to think about that. She could hit him later. Thinkthinkthink..... but for a moment, all she could feel was Dimitri's hand still on her wrist, clinging to her.

She thought she understood why Dimitri didn't want her to touch him, perhaps he was afraid she would be tainted by what he seemed to think he was tainted with. She was getting the idea that perhaps these latest events with Dragon's raging out of control was some effect of the fluctuations in the nexus. But hadn't there always been these fluctuations? Why was she not effected by them? She was part dragon. Perhaps it was something in her own blood that kept her from being effected ... or infected. Was it the Erim in her? Instinct told her that this could very likely be a yes. Her father was the last of that kind.... Gods even among other gods...

"Only one way to find out."

There were three more actions she could perform before the effect of the timestop would end. The first was to cast a disintegrate spell on the collar around his neck. The next action, she cast a full healing spell, which would heal Dimitri as good as new, along with curing any diseases, restoring lost vision, curing mental disorders and negating any poison. The last action was to cast a remove curse.

As the time stop spell wore off, Sha'uri exhaled deeply, sat her bum down on the ground and waited to see..... to see all three spells go off simultaneously. The others never saw her cast all those spells, except perhaps the original one, the time stop spell, if they were really paying attention to her then. She had spoken it quietly.

And she waited, hoping they would all work .... waited, to see if she contracted anything ..... waited, to withstand any bite Dimitri might give her in a fit of rage for that would be one way to get her blood in him though she could think of several more pleasant ways ... and then she'd wait some more to see if what her instinct suspected of a cure could really be.

Des was certain she had only taken one breath but there was the woman looking exhausted and Dimitri healed now yelling for all he was worth and looking mad as a hornet to boot but not in dragon form anymore.

Strange things were definitely going on in this school. Maybe it was like she had reported after all last month in the paper no matter what that nice Briarius had tried to convince her of otherwise.

If she got injured in any way her husband would kill her then he would kill whoever was around when it happened. The situation wasn't bad really. Not bad at all but there were other things to consider besides just herself now.

This was a volatile situation that could easily get out of hand and other people could show up that wouldn't be so nice still at any moment. Best course of action might be to listen to the beloved voice of her husband's emotions that just so happened to be screaming at her rather loudly to get her <insert amazingly creative upset husband terms> home.

She put on a warm smile and began to back right on back out of the door with the soft blue glow now a brilliant, radiant, no one could possibly miss it, ball of living color around her slender form. "Well, it has been nice visiting with y'all and I do appreciate the invite. I am pretty sure I am late being somewhere right now though. Y'all take good care and I do hope that your school does really well folks. BYE!"

She turned and "The Fearless Des" ran!

He pulled at the collar angrily, suddenly there was a crackling sound and the collar flashed blue. Electricty and the poison flooded into his body knocking him out instantly.

Lyin' pyro... She means Vanion, of course. "Did Vanion show up during all that commotion immediately after the anti-trial? It may have just been me... But it felt like he was there during that whole joke of a trial." He obviously held much contempt toward it. Needless to say, he wouldn't take anymore attorney ventures anytime soon. And that Curian guy really bothered him. "That one guy... Do you think he'll come back here?"

One ice blue eye drifted open sleepily as she glanced toward Shauri, she'd no idea who that was, but at the moment it didn't matter, her gaze moved to Dimitri momentarilly, then she was out again, her chest rising steadily with each breath the dragon drew.

He remained outcold but his body twitched here and there. He grabbed at thin air, again the golems rose up from the ground but they soon turned to ash and dust. He sat up suddenly looking around his eyes still closed. "where am I? What have I done?" He laid back down slowly asking these questions waiting for an answer. "Icer? Where is she? is she alright? Help her..." His voice trailed off.

He opened his eyes and rolled from the bed silently. Landing on the floor he sprinted down the long room looking for a doorway. He turned and ran down a hallway. Dimitri turned and ran into another room completly lost he turned around and around confused. He grabbed his head and tried to get out pulling at the collar with all his might.

She remained in the infirmery, at least for the time being, though she still acted nervously out of instinct, she'd stay on her belly, protecting her vulnerable underside, her tail twitching as she glanced back around the room once again. Finally , she then rose from the bed, and then darted off in the opposite direction of where Dimitri had gone, and she also snorted, finding herself lost.

She blinked as Dimitri ran into her, the dragon tilting her head, she was already lost so descided against trying any further, at least for the time being.

Whispering so only Dimitri could hear, didn't I just see you go the other direction? Serpentine neck swivelled as she glanced back around again, then she returned to whispering, lets just hope our rage doesn't come out here.

Nostrils flared and her eyes flickered dangerously as she witnessed how her friend was treated, jaws parting as she gave a feral roar, then lunged foreward towards the woman.

Luckily for Shauri though, the dragon hit another slippery spot and went down, snarling and thrashing wildly on the floor.

She rolled over to her side, sliding her foot off of Dimitri's back, then sat up to check him over, to make sure he was secure, but not in pain, to see if he was awake or asleep .. and to defend herself should the need arise.

He layed on the ground not moving. He was awake now, he looked at Shauri quietly.

he looks at her thinking..."I cant promise you anything." He struggles at the ropes. his eyes turn black for a moment then turn back into the normal golden eyes. He continues his struggle, but he then said nothing just continued to struggle.

"Then you are caught in a viscious circle while you wear that thing. You struggle, it sets off, you get angry, it sets off and every time it sets off you struggle more and get angry. I can't get it off of you while you're like this. And you will not learn anything if you continue succumbing to your anger over it. Please forgive me while I have no choice here but to put you to sleep. I can't stand this anymore. You need rest and so do I."

It was not a low level sleep spell she used, but a powerful word of command for him to sleep.

She levitated him and moved him back to the infermary. She thought seriously about using a feigned death spell on him to keep him in a sleep until such time that it was safe to wake him. But the spell would cause him to appear that he was dead and she knew what trouble that would bring. Besides, there were legalities to deal with over the issue. So she wasn't going to use it.

"So how does one apease everything? How is he supposed to learn to control himself, as was the design of said collar, if the thing does nothing but piss him off and trigger a viscious cycle? That's torture, on one hand. And on the other it is a means of teaching... usually for dogs or slaves. If he would stop getting pissed off, then it woud not trigger." she was quietly whispering to herself while thinking out loud. "Terrible for one so young. Yet, you did kill someone... I need time to think.. to rest."

She tied his hands and feet to the bed, using the thick leather straps designed with the bed. They were cushioned with a soft, almost velvety lining so as not to harm. Then grabbing a knife, she cut the old ropes and moved him to a more comfortable position on his back. Then she let him down from the levitation and pulled the blankets up to cover him.

Then she cast an silent alarm spell around him and the bed so that if anyone touched him, if he moved out of the bed in any direction she would hear the alarm in her head. She was about to cas a silence spell when the though hit her like a brick.

"Anti magic field!!! I'm so stupid! Why didn't I think of that earlier! Even an artifact can't work inside of it. Nothing in all the multiverse could. That collar will be useless inside it."

She was happy.

"I got it! I got it! It's gonna work!"

She teleported to her room. In her room, she quickly snatchede the item and slipped on that little ring. Then teleported back. She moved his bed to the center of the room and then used the ring to cast the spell, centering the antimagic field on the bed. The entire room was under the effects of an antimagic field except for the last five feet at either end. No magic would work inside it. None.

She sat down along the side, bouncing slightly on the bed as she looked down at him with hopefulness in her sapphire eyes.

"Wake up sleepy head. How do you feel now?"

Nostrils quivered as she caught a familiar scent, though faint, and rising, she moved silently back towards the infirmery. Upon entering, her eyes narrowed on Curian as she settled onto the floor nearby Dimitri and Shauri.

"The needles are always in his skin. If they get moved too much they inject the poison into him. Or I just make it poison him constantly. Which I did when I put it on him, that is why he is soooo. Angry all the time." he chuckled. "The way to take the collar off is very difficult. My blood must be placed onto the collar spelling a certain word in an ancient Draconic language. But if spelt wrong a different kind of poison would be shot into him killing him instantly."

The knight bowed and sat down next to the elf.

He opened his eyes tiredly and looked at the restraints he pulled at them. "I feel tired..." He stopped struggling then tried to lunge at Curian. "What is he doing here!?"

She moved between Dimitri and the Knight.

"Calm down, Dimitri.... Calm. It'll be all right."

A brief glance was given noticing the dragon had come back agian. In that brief glance was a look of thanks and relief that it seemed the female dragon was calm now and that Sha'uri would do what she could to protect. She was satisfied that Dimitri was calmed and looked at the Knight, waiting for his explanation once again.

"I would appreciate the explanation.... "

That was the truth. She seemed to be growing weary of all of it.

Sha'uri was quick to catch the bottle, holding it tight in her grasp. She sat down on the bed by Dimitri shifting her bum in the nook between his arm and side so her back was to Dimitri. Her one knee propped up against his side with the ankle tucked comfortably under the other leg, which dangled down with her foot placed firmly on the ground. She glanced between Bri and this detective Curian while she opened the bottle to sniff the contents, trying to determine the ingrediants found in potions of mundane or magical nature... considering magic wasn't going to work in this antimagic field.

"Well well well!"

Sarcasm was never stronger. She put the stopper back onto the bottle, and nonchallantly set it down behind her on the bed next to Dimitri.

"What an amazing thing. Some things actually dO change around here. As if it were possible, they've actually gotten worse. I should've known better."

While talking, the hand which was hidden from view and held behind her... extended a sharp nail and placed it against the leather strap that held one of Dimitri's hands .... It was ready to cut the bonds like a hot knife through butter... yet she waited.

He watched briarus carefully and smiled. "hmmm. I think I will just sit and keep an eye on him then. Not doing anything to do him."

He kicked and screamed trying to attack Curian but Shauri held him and dragged him away. He wanted to kill Curian. No He needed to.

Tsu suddenly appeared on the scene... The wrong side of it, but he was there. He had left earlier, but he was back now, in more casual attire. However... Thinking about Curian had angered him intensely, causing him to transform and head back toward the school without thinking. White hair. Golden eyes. Translucent, ethereal angel wings were on his back, and they were golden too.

"I'm not a dragon, but I'm PO'ed at this guy too. As an Edge of Life, I must bring this corrupt official justice, or at least help the Headmaster in whatever way I can. Besides... I totally hate this guy." An intense golden aura appeared around him as he flew off toward the other side, trying to push through the wall of darkness.

He pants a bit after getting inside. "I wouldn't be surprised if he's got tricks up his sleeve. After all, this guy made it to the head of the Watch." He unsheathed his katana, which was flat on both edges and dulled at the tip and stood at the ready, charging energy around the blade to make it sharp. He was there to back up the Headmaster if he needed it... It seemed like he was taking really good care of the situation.

The dragon roared angrilly, her eyes remaining on the knight, Curian, she didn't notice the headmaster, his guards, or the other, and she circled around, sending her icefire directly at the hated man.

Irritated then also at the fact that she was divided from him, she snarled, taking off down another hallway, now she was raging again.

"You know, Dimitri... there is always more then one way to skin a cat, or take a collar off. Even for the gods."

She glanced briefly towards the collar inside the cell.

"destroy it."

The bow was given, buttons pushed and the explosion was contained within the cell. The collar was gone. simpy just gone.

Another dead end, she'd become lost once again, and snarled in aggitation, she wanted the knight, and nostrils flared as she caught his scent once more. He'd only thought he couldn't be touched.

Following the scent, she came in from behind, her talons digging into the knight's back as she snarled and jaws snapped at Curian's throat.

A small smirk crosses Briarius' lips as Curian begins to taunt.

"Detective, there is other ways I have to do things."

He raises his hand and a black aura surrounds him and flashes outward weakening all living creatures within 20' of him and strengthening the undead 20' around him. The effects of the blasts feel like all the strength was sapped out of your body. It's difficult to move, talk, or even think.

It seemed to her that Dimitri was hesitant... or maybe she was just that anxious ... either way, she had a feeling he was going to go in there, anyway. She had to laugh softly. Delicate fingers faned open with a circular pattern as twinkling lights flowed in their wake, swirling round to converge into a dark blue vial with silver ruins resting there in her hand. She gave it to Dimitri.

"Here, take this. It will protect you from dark forces evil and the negative energies that will no doubt zap you should you walk among them. It will only last for a little while after you drink it ... long enough to endure a fight."

She helped Dimitri step through the portal and closed it as she followed through. She could no longer keep it open for fear of bringing ill to the people there. This she would not allow.

She moved to the side of the hall and glanced briefly at a suit of armor and weaponry displayed along the side. She could tell they held some minor magics, mostly for accuracy and ability to hit supernatural creatures, even those especially difficult to hit.

"Nice..." she purred. Then grinned, "Oh, yeah.... guess I'm not dressed."

An elven word was spoken to bring her own armor and weapons to appear fully doned upon her person in the blink of an eye ... black pants, white shirt, black dragon hide armor heavily enchanted with ruins of dark blue, hard leather boots, studded leather greives and twin elven swords strapped securely at her side. They were no longer peace tied. She was now officially ready for whatever fight might come her way. She pulled up a chair and sat down in the hallway and there she closed her eyes, stretched her senses and kept a vigil watch on the entire complex, though focusing mainly upon what was occuring within and around the infermary.

Dimitri entered the portal going into the infermary. Dimitri walked back and forth in the building. He sat down closing his eyes taking his mind off of everything.